I'm an addict.
I don't take pills, I don't drink, I don't inject myself,
But the thing that I do still damages my health.
I eat. You might be thinking, how is food an addiction?
Well let me tell you a bit more about my current affliction.
I eat and I eat and I eat till I feel sick,
And you'd think I wouldn't keep going but no I don't quit,
I eat and I eat until my stomach is aching,
It can't keep up with all the food I'm intaking.
I lick up stray crumbs like a desperate junkie,
Not letting any go to waste, there's no leftovers with me.
There's times when I don't want to be alive,
And food is all that keeps me from committing suicide.
I cling to my addiction like it's the only thing left,
But I fear if I don't let go of it, I'll eat myself to death.
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100 random rhyming poems
Poetry100 random rhyming poems is an ongoing book that I started writing as a teenager really struggling with their mental health, and have continued on with through to being an adult. The tones and themes of each poem varies massively, which reflects how...
